Mordheim in Montana

Crabi the Credible and his warband of Orcs and Goblins were rummaging through the rubble of a collapsed tower.Â As he tossed a chunk of cement aside, he hollered at the two orc boyz closest to him. “Hey! It’s been forever. Wher’s the gems?” The boyz looked around trying to find who he was talking to. But before Crabi could give the closest boy a punch to the face, he noticed Durrr, the troll, licking the bark off the remains of a tree.

“DURRR!?! Wat are ya doin’? Get ov’r here… I can’t get you ta do anyth’ng…” said the Orc boss as he hustled over to the drueling troll.

In the shadows two Skaven were quickly scurrying away into the night to report the possible gems in the area.